I would deny any paradise if I'm told they exist in some other realm,
As i conclude, being with you is bliss; you complete my being
Being with you is paradise; and the elation scales ever-enthusiastic
With you today; i live my whole life in a single day.
The ruthlessness of ever-devastating wind would surrender
The bestiality of the deserting turmoil would befriend failure
Then, the hopelessness would give itself into optimism
And the haplessness plays fine tunes of lucky charms.......
....as long as we are held- hands on hands.